I know realizing our 40’s can be like swallowing sawdust. I didn’t really care one way or the other. Not […]
Just a few miles from the Confluences of The FLAT, Grand, and Thornapple Rivers, and The North Country Trail Association […]
I usually only see one of my deceased friends at a time. They are all present, but typically the candle is only enough illumination for one Soul.
By Rue McKenrick I have never witnessed such bellowing smoke before. The “Yaak” the “Yaak” the “Yaak” is on fire, […]
“One more and then we’re done,” the Phlebotomist assured me. The lab at St. Charles Medical Center had a Christmas song playing on the PA.
On October 24, 2020 Rue made the difficult and courageous decision to end his continuous foot path on the first scout of the APT. After a long, intermittent illness and early intense snowfall he determined that it was no longer safe for him to continue the westward journey any farther than the Bismarck, North Dakota area where he stopped.